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Post by Soleia Reiss on Sept 12, 2008 11:05:19 GMT -8
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Post by darthdodo on Jan 20, 2009 20:02:07 GMT -8
Mel enters curiously, trying to find his two younger sisters. A group of younglings, and several other older looking Jedi train in the large room dedicated to the training of Jedi (hence the name of the room ). "Well, there's a good amount of older girls training, but which ones are my sisters?" he thought as he looked at the different girls. "They sure are pretty" Mel thought as he tried to identity his sisters based on previous knowledge from four years ago of how they looked. Mel's always been one to be distracted by a pretty girl, but this was not the time. He had an important mission; to find his little sisters... why is it important you ask? Well, because I'm trying to advance the story to pass the time (sorry ). As Mel looked at the various girls he finally caught the eye of one he sort of recognized. His thoughts of uncertainty were caste out when the pretty, blonde haired girl called his name out, turned off her lightsaber and ran towards him. "Mel!" *Aria ran to her older brother, and hugged him* "I always knew you'd return some day!"*Hugged Aria and kissed her forehead* "Long time no see, little sister. I see you've been training. Been getting better at your techniques?" "Well I try to, but I'm a little slow I guess." *Aria chuckles as she admits her self-proclaimed failures*"Oh, I'm sure your a lot better than you make yourself out to be. So where's Jaina?" *Mel looks around, trying to spot her other sister* "Funny thing about that... uh, she quite the Jedi order." Excitement (not the good kind ) rose up in his voice as the words sheepishly escaped his little sister's lips. "You've got to be kidding me? Before I left she promised she'd stick to it!" Placing her hand on her hip, she looks intently at Mel. "Well you know how she is, she's got to do her own thing, can't be tied down by rules you know. Honestly you were one of the reasons she left the Order.""Me?" A confused look overcame Mel's face as he tried to calm his tone a little more. "I don't understand what I did so wrong to that girl to cause he to be such a rebel... it must be a Bainth thing... " Aria begins to laugh. "I seem to be the only one of the Bainth kids to not be that way."A smile comes over Mel's face as he remembers his stupid actions during his younger years. "Hey now, I outgrew that. And you can't think that being the adoptive child of a bounty hunter didn't help that aspect of my personality." Aria rolled her eyes as she played along with her brother. "If you say so.""So do you know where I can find her?" Mel asked as he looked around, trying to get his surroundings. "Not if you intend on arguing with her." she smiled before walking away. "I gotta go now though, maybe we can talk a little later...""Uh, wai-... oh she's not a rebel, huh?" he said to himself, grinning a little, before walking out. (proceed to the hallways)
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Post by Soleia Reiss on Jan 25, 2009 17:20:24 GMT -8
Chelsi entered the training room and watched younglings spar as she waited for her new apprentice. Children were so eager to grow up and become great Jedi, yet all that came with growing up was great responsibility and a demoralizing knowledge of the evils of the galaxy. She hoped that these younglings would never see the tragedy of war.
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Post by darthdodo on Jan 25, 2009 17:27:55 GMT -8
Rushing into the training rooms, Mel goes before Chelsi, his beautiful, new master, and bows. "Good morning master, sorry I'm late."
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Post by Soleia Reiss on Jan 25, 2009 17:31:59 GMT -8
Chelsi turned her keen gaze on the young man. "You're forgiven, but in the future try to make our training sessions on time." *Activates her lightsaber* "If you want to be a good swordsmen, it's important to practice daily."
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Post by darthdodo on Jan 25, 2009 17:35:21 GMT -8
Mel grabs his lightsaber hilt and prepares his form as he smiles as Chelsi, "if you say so, master." Activates the blue blade.
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Post by Soleia Reiss on Jan 25, 2009 17:51:05 GMT -8
Chelsi took her fighting stance and held Mel's gaze. "Even those with considerable skill will weaken if they fail to maintain that skill."
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Post by darthdodo on Jan 25, 2009 18:06:51 GMT -8
Mel looked into Chelsi's blue eyes and grinned a little. "You better start practicing then", Mel joked before making the first move, entering into Form V: Djem So (the more offensive form).
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Post by Soleia Reiss on Jan 25, 2009 18:13:27 GMT -8
Chelsi parried his first attack using the fluid makashi form. She smirked slightly at Mel's remark. "Over confidence can be a weakness, as well."
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Post by darthdodo on Jan 25, 2009 18:20:38 GMT -8
Continued dueling, now using the more defensive form, Soresu (form III). Using his senses he catches an ever so slight over confidence in his master. "You should know I guess." The younglings begin to gulp and look strangely at Mel as he begins to seemingly mock his master! <_< >_> Mel wasn't mocking Chelsi, he just doesn't know when to stop teasing sometimes. (I'm really not good as RPing fight scenes )
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Post by Soleia Reiss on Jan 25, 2009 18:41:49 GMT -8
Chelsi slashed diagonally just as Mel did and their sabers locked. "You're right, I am speaking from experience." Mel overpowered her but she spun aside to evade his attack, and took the offensive, but her attack was blocked. "Teasing your opponant can either be useful or deadly; do so with caution, Mel."(It's okay, neither am I. )
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Post by darthdodo on Jan 25, 2009 18:46:35 GMT -8
For the last four years Mel has been focusing mainly on saving his life and keeping alive; pride and anger have been far from him. But now a hint pride had already set back in, and a dash of anger was coming up (and a pinch of salt... ). "I'm still trying to figure out if you're my master or just a pretty face..." Mel spun around, half showing off his elaborate style before continuously hitting Chelsi' lightsaber blade hardly, hoping to knock it from her hands.
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Post by Soleia Reiss on Jan 25, 2009 18:55:44 GMT -8
Chelsi sensed the emotions rising in Mel, but said nothing. She didn't wish to provoke him, not when he had a lightsaber in his hand. She switched to soresu and focused all of her strength on defense, and waited...
She blocked several more powerful blows, then just as Mel struck she put all of her strength into a hard blow against Mel's lightsaber near the hilt and used the force to push him back and off his feet, landing him hard on his back. Chest heaving and sweat trickling down her face, she pointed the tip of her saber at his face and stood over him. "Avoid pride. It leads to anger. And anger, though it makes you strong, can make you careless. A Jedi must stay focused."
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Post by darthdodo on Jan 25, 2009 19:02:59 GMT -8
Sweat trickling down his head, he looked at the lightsaber blade before him. Quickly he raised up his hand, and, using the force, pushed Chelsi's lightsaber to the far side of the room, hitting a wall, also knocking Chelsi down in the process. Mel gets up and brushes himself off and with one fluent motion Mel deactivates his lightsaber and places it on his belt, then reaches down and puts out his hand, in offering to help her up. "So, what color blade do you say that is anyway?" Mel's not one for apologies, given or taken.
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Post by Soleia Reiss on Jan 25, 2009 19:10:24 GMT -8
Chelsi allowed him to help her up to show that there were no hard feelings. She used the force to call her saber back to her hand and clipped it onto her belt. "Most people say it's pink, but I resent that. I prefer violet-red."
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